AMELIA POV
Goddess, I didn’t want to go back. Would the prince save me from my pack?
Eric was sure to kill me.
Why was Noah being so cold towards me?
We were all in the car, and the silence was tense. He’d made me ride with him with Clarkson driving. But, the tension was thick in the air. If I had a knife, I could cut it that’s how thick the atmosphere felt.
He wasn’t even talking to Clarkson. Which was weird in itself from what I knew of the pair. They seemed very close.
He was looking out the window, pretending I didn’t exist. I'm good at that.
It looked like I was going to have to look after myself somehow when I got home.
The Alpha and Luna would know I hurt Eric by now, and they wouldn’t stand in his way, they’d probably hand him the whip or the key to the cupboard.
